Naruto: I, the villain template, was hailed as a savior.

Chapter 123 You Are Truly Ugly (Seeking Monthly Tickets!!)

"I am a master of the Niten Ichi-ryu school, please give me your guidance."

Musashi gripped his sword tightly with both hands, his steps quickening and slowing. His seemingly aged body remained unmoved as he adjusted his breathing and gaze. The boiling fighting spirit in his eyes subsided and he said in a deep voice, "Tsukimi no Kumokawa."

This was the first time he had addressed Yun Chuan by his full name, which showed his respect for a swordsman.

Yun Chuan wore only a faint smile on his face. His response was the starting stance of swordsmanship: holding the sword in his right hand, extending his left hand forward, lowering his body slightly, and saying softly, "Xin You Sword Technique, please instruct me."

The Xinyou Sword Technique, also known as the Qi Family Sword Technique, combines the "Yagyu Shinkage-ryu" style, learning from the strengths of the barbarians to subdue them, and was specifically created to counter the sword techniques of the Japanese.

Ruthless, vicious, brutal, and capable of killing with a single blow.

By adopting this starting stance for swordsmanship, Yun Chuan's attitude was already evident.

The chilling intent in those deep blue eyes masked the only trace of youthful innocence on his face.

Just then, the door to the tea room was pushed open.

Click.

"Cover your ears," Musashi said.

These words were spoken to Yoshitaka as he entered through the door.

"What?" Upon hearing this, Yoshitaka, whose face had been showing some anxiety, was taken aback.

But in the next moment, the figure moved.

Yilong stared intently at Yunchuan as he entered, but even so, he still felt a blur before his eyes for a moment.

In his eyes, Yunchuan became a hazy phantom in the air, a gust of wind carrying withered leaves toward the lake.

The sword in his hand lost its shape due to the extreme speed, and only the light of the blade could be seen, tinged with a thin halo of moonlight.

The sword was swung so fast that its entire shape could not be seen; all that could be heard was the terrifying, sharp whistling sound of it cutting through the air!

Chant!

Musashi's muscles tensed up in an instant, and a burning, fervent light emanated from his eyes!

Those eyes, gradually becoming bloodshot, clearly saw Yun Chuan's slash.

From the left shoulder to the right thigh! This strike pierced through the robe!

Bang! !

Musashi stomped on the wooden planks on the ground, shattering them, and raised his katana in his right hand to parry.

The original Niten Ichi-ryu style was supposed to use a kodachi to parry and then a nidachi to slay the opponent.

Because the right hand is holding the latter, it means that the force of the strike is greater, severing the body and arm in one stroke.

The ronin and samurai of the previous era greatly enjoyed this kind of brutal slashing, preferring to cut the enemy's body in two.

This technique is called "do-kiri" (胴切), and the number of times the torso is cut determines the number of "do-kiri".

But Musashi dared not be complacent. What he wanted was victory, the victory he had pursued all his life, a victory that would abandon his former arrogance and leave no room for retreat.

So after raising his katana to parry the downward slash from the reversed kasaya, Musashi's left-hand kotachi thrust without hesitation toward Unkawa's heart.

This is the essence of Niten Ichiryu: abandoning the power and speed of wielding a sword with both hands, and combining it with his eyes that can see through any move.

They arrived first, even though they started later.

Clang!

The crisp sound of swords echoed throughout the Japanese-style tea room, and sparks burst forth like a silver bottle shattering, splashing onto every wall and every inch of space!

"Ugh!" Yilong snapped out of his shock, covered his ears in great pain, and felt his brain buzzing and trembling.

As Musashi withstood the blow, his center of gravity shifted slightly, and the katana lying horizontally in front of him exploded with sparks like fireworks.

The tatami mat beneath my feet was suddenly lifted by the strong wind, and my steps involuntarily shifted backward by three centimeters!

However, his katana had already been thrust out.

Xu! Po! Ji!

This slash was extremely insidious; without even a sound of wind, it pierced through the black robe and was about to pierce the heart.

"Die!" Musashi's eyes gleamed with a fierce, murderous intent.

But when his pupils shifted slightly upward to look at Yun Chuan's face, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Yun Chuan was still smiling, a smile curving his lips, his eyes revealing undisguised joy, his left hand reaching out to his side in a half-open gesture!

Suddenly, Musashi heard the sound of wind rushing towards him. He shifted his gaze from the other person's face and caught a glimpse of a cold glint in his peripheral vision!

A blade that could never possibly be here and be aimed at him!

He had clearly blocked the knife, so how could he have swung it a second time in that split second?

Could the other party have hidden a second knife?

The next moment, he felt a slight pain between his brows, and a bead of blood fell down.

A thin, silent bloodstain appeared between his brows, and a drop of blood slowly trickled down his nose.

The Xinyou sword technique, also known as the Qi family swordsmanship, involves a straight-line sword strike with fierce momentum, advancing without retreating.

By switching between the yin and yang hands with the wrist, one can maximize power and speed.

As Musashi stared intently at Unkawa's heart, he used the katana he had been using to parry.

—It's broken.

The severed blade spun rapidly in the air, reflecting Musashi's constricted pupils. Yun Chuan, as if anticipating this, reached out with his free left hand and firmly grasped the broken tip of the blade.

Immediately, almost at the same time as Musashi, they viciously stabbed each other in the heart!

At that moment, Musashi felt an immense threat and fear of death. Almost instinctively, he suddenly slowed his thrust with his kodachi and dodged to the side.

puff! !

The shattered blade pierced Musashi's body, sending him flying backwards.

He lay supine on the cracked, crumbling floor, a horrific hole in his chest, through which his shattered left lung was almost visible, blood gushing uncontrollably.

However, faced with such a fatal injury and feeling his life slipping away, Musashi's face was contorted with anger, but there was not a trace of fear.

"I...I avoided it."

Recalling his actions, he had never felt so humiliated. His face contorted in agony as he roared, "How could I have dodged? How could I have dodged?!"

That final, life-or-death strike should have dragged the opponent down with him!

However, he actually avoided it.

Or rather...

"You're scared," Yun Chuan said softly as he walked over. "You ran away."

His black robe was also ripped open, and the skin underneath was cracked open in a scarlet line.

"You are truly ugly."

Yun Chuan walked to Musashi's side, looked down at his extremely disheveled state, and said in a deep voice, "Running away will never solve the problem; it will only solve your own problems."

Musashi looked up at the long sword that he was slowly raising, and his angry gaze gradually turned peaceful.

Immediately, in a hoarse voice, he whispered, "Hanzo will lead the Land of Rain into the abyss."

He didn't say what would happen to Yun Chuan, but he rejected Han Zang's path.

"I know, that's why I came." Looking at the peace and composure in Musashi's eyes, Yun Chuan nodded slightly and chuckled, "Yes, this is the kind of person who deserves the title of 'hero'."

As soon as he finished speaking, the knife in Yun Chuan's hand fell to the ground.

puff.

Blood splattered on the broken screen on the ground, staining the heavily made-up prostitutes on it.

"And you?" Yun Chuan sheathed his sword, the blade striking the scabbard with a clear, ringing sound. He turned to Yoshitaka, who stood some distance away, and smiled, "Want to come with me?"

Yoshitaka watched this scene in silence, without uttering a sound or stepping forward to stop it from beginning to end.

"Hanzo cannot save the Land of Rain, but I want to see how far you can go."

After a moment of silence, he knelt before Yun Chuan and respectfully said, "Please allow me to see Lord Musashi off on his final journey."

"Um."

Yun Chuan nodded slightly, watching Yi Long get up, his consciousness sinking into his mind.

Looking at that template, my eyes twitched involuntarily.

Defeating Musashi [Rain Village Leader] may trigger a new template.

[Name: Ichimaru Gin [Mao Spiritual Arts Academy]]

[World: Bleach]

[Quality: Green]

[Advanced: Can be advanced to → Gin Ichimaru [Senior] (Blue) → Gin Ichimaru [Bankai] (Purple)]

(End of this chapter)